Wanderings of a pilgrim in search of the picturesque, Volume 1 (of 2) — A Closer Reading
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Fanny Parkes Parlby opens her narrative with an invocation to Gănésh, the elephant-headed god of prudence and literature, asking that it be said, “Ah! she writes like Gănésh!” This blend of Hindu devotion and self-deprecating humor sets the tone for a work that is part travel diary, part ethnographic sketch, and part personal memoir. Over twenty-four years in India, Parlby presents herself as a pilgrim in search of the picturesque, but her observations often dwell on the mundane and the hierarchical: the grass-cutter who earns three rupees a month, the sā’īs who flings his turban on as he runs, and the zenāna ladies who view her monogamy with surprise.
The Grass-Cutter and the Grammar of Labor
One of the most striking passages in the first volume is a detailed account of the grass-cutter, Chungua, who supplies dūb-grass to Parlby’s horse Mootee. Parlby describes the grass itself with botanical precision—its jointed stems, its roots that cannot be eradicated, its flowers that appear “like minute rubies and emeralds in constant motion.” She then turns to the man: his pay of three rupees a month, his cloth wrapped as turban and loincloth, his exposure to the hot winds as he travels four or five miles for grass. The passage is typical of Parlby’s method: she moves from the particular (a single grass-cutter) to the general (the economics of horse-keeping), and then to the symbolic, quoting the Vedic text that compares landed property to the root of dūb grass. The grass-cutter is not merely a servant but a figure through whom Parlby examines labor, caste, and the natural world.
Zenāna Revelations and the Limits of Custom
Parlby’s subtitle promises “revelations of life in the zenāna,” and the excerpts show her navigating this closed world with a mixture of curiosity and tact. She records that her thirty-year monogamy astonishes Muslim acquaintances, and that the ladies of Colonel Gardner’s zenāna rejected the game of “La Grace” because it was not the dastūr (custom). A begam’s wish to be married to a grass-cutter—to avoid jealousy—is presented as both comic and revealing. Parlby does not claim full access; she reports what she is told and what she observes, often through the lens of her own position as a colonial wife. The zenāna emerges as a space of constraint and negotiation, where even a game can be refused on grounds of tradition.
The Pilgrim’s Boat: Self-Presentation and the Picturesque
Parlby frames her narrative with the motto “Let the result be what it may, I have launched my boat,” and dedicates the work to her mother, for whom “the slightest incident” was gratifying. This personal framing is essential: the book is a journal written for an affectionate eye, and Parlby often acknowledges that she may have dwelt too much on herself. Yet the “picturesque” she seeks is not merely scenic; it includes the everyday—the grass-cutter’s turban, the gram-grinder’s charkhī, the camel branded for public service. She compares herself to a spider that comes to be marked alongside the camels, a self-deprecating image that underscores her awareness of her own marginal role. The reader is invited to see India through a lens that is both intimate and deliberately partial.
Parlby’s volume rewards a patient reader willing to follow digressions on dūb grass, horse-keeping, and the etiquette of the zenāna. Her voice is distinctive: wry, observant, and unafraid to linger on the small details that reveal larger structures of labor and custom. The second volume continues the journey, but even this first installment offers a rich, idiosyncratic portrait of British India from a woman who knew her own limits and made them part of the story.
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